A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing-Chapter 729 - A heart-to-heart about fantasies

By the end of it all, Erik was lounging on the throne, finally feeling the beginnings of exhaustion set in. A satisfied smile graced his lips, matching the ones his wives carried.

Astrid and Emily sat on either side of the throne, leaning against it comfortably. Elora was small again, stretched out on Erik’s shoulder. Finally, a still-dazed Naeku was sitting on Erik’s lap, her lolling head resting against his shoulder.

They were all still naked, but some quick applications of either aetherium or runic energy had already wiped out any remaining fluids. Both Emily and Naeku still wore their cat-tails, however...

Erik gently caressed Naeku’s cheek, but glanced at Emily with a proud smile. "You’ve made great progress with your enslavement spell, little shadow. An enslavement where the target doesn’t appear so robotic is useful... But we should talk about it later. I think it’s about time you release Naeku, don’t you?"

With a smug smile, but also a little unwillingness, Emily lifted her hand as she gathered the required power. "I wouldn’t mind keeping her a little longer, but as you wish, Daddy..." she giggled playfully.

"Wait, before you do," Erik interrupted her, and glanced at Elora and Astrid. "Do you girls mind if I send you to my dimension?"

They all understood Erik wanted a moment alone with her, mostly to make it easier for Naeku, but didn’t want to say it out loud, as it would only embarrass Naeku further.

"Sure, but only if you dump me straight into bed," Astrid smirked from the ground, her voice tired but satisfied. From his shoulder, Elora groaned in agreement.

"Heh, deal," Erik chuckled, and waved his hand to make them both disappear. There was a time when he was only able to bring people to the entrance of his dimension, but he’d made enough progress with his spatial affinity to get around that by now. Thus, both Astrid and Elora appeared in the main bedroom, on his bed.

Meanwhile, Emily was ready to release her spell. Her hand raised with dark power, she glanced questioningly at Erik. He nodded, and she released the spell. Instantly after, Naeku flinched, and Erik made Emily disappear into his dimension as well.

The princess in his arms groaned, and her first instinct was to silently bury her face deeper into Erik’s neck. Since she didn’t say anything, Erik kept quiet as well. Wordlessly, he caressed her back and long, silky hair.

His bond with her no longer transmitted muffled emotions, proving she was no longer entranced. What he felt came through crystal clear, and it was a chaotic mix. She felt panic, fear, a bit of anger, some unwilling curiosity, and finally, a level of embarrassment that eclipsed any other emotion.

Erik stayed in the same position with her for a long time, allowing her to settle her emotions slowly. He knew that, right now, what she needed most was the comfort that nothing had changed between them.

Finally, after what had to have been at least ten minutes, Naeku lifted one of her arms and weakly punched Erik’s chest, her face still buried in his neck. "You let it go on too long..." she muttered resentfully.

"Maybe a little..." Erik answered with an amused voice and pursed lips. "But don’t try and tell me you didn’t enjoy yourself. We are bonded, remember?"

Naeku scoffed weakly. "Emily herself admitted she’d messed with..." her embarrassment grew, and she crawled a little deeper into his neck, "... with my perception..."

Erik grinned. "That’s a nice way of saying she tuned up your masochism a little."

Finally, Naeku sat up to glare into his eyes with bright red cheeks. "I’m not a masochist! I don’t like pain!" she growled angrily.

Erik smiled gently and caressed her softly. He knew her anger was born of embarrassment, and didn’t mind it—even thinking he probably deserved some of it. "You’re far from as much of a pervert as Emily is, but I think we both know there’s a little of that there."

His hand brushed past her slender neck—not grabbing it, but making a statement. "You don’t have the same relationship with pain as Emily does, but that’s not all that makes a masochist."

He looked up at her confidently. "You enjoy it when I treat you in a way that would scandalise your people, don’t you? You genuinely love and want to protect them, but it’s also tiring, isn’t it? And not all of them even appreciate your hard work! What would all those who love their princess for the wrong reasons say when they watch you debase yourself for me?"

With one hand on her lower back, he pulled her naked lower body against his crotch and felt the wetness beginning to gather there, making him grin meaningfully. He saw Naeku gasp, her angry glare wavering.

"Our bond makes it hard to hide anything from each other, Naenae," he chuckled. "I know you liked when Emily removed all responsibility from your shoulders. I know you liked not having to think for a while. You liked being able to simply feel pleasure as you followed orders."

Naeku panted angrily, annoyed by her own body giving her away, but she wasn’t so easy. "Well, it works both ways!" she bit back. "You like doing that to me just a little too much. There’s some part of you that wants me to be just like Emily! I don’t want that!"

With her hands planted on his chest, she looked deeply into his eyes. "You— You may not be entirely wrong, but you’re also right that I want to continue protecting my people! I— I won’t become like her!"

Erik sighed and dropped his hands with a small smile. She wasn’t wrong, and he admitted as much.

"You’re not wrong, Naenae," he chuckled, his eyes shining. "There’s a part of me that wants to collar you and parade you naked through the streets of Enkare Nkai. Not to humiliate you, but as a demonstration of my power!"

His cock became hard again, now pressing against Naeku’s moistening pussy. He could feel that the image he just created in her mind intrigued her just as much as it did him. Her cheeks flushed, because she knew that he knew... She looked away, feeling a mix of self-blame and embarrassment.

Grasping her chin, Erik gently forced her to look back at him again. "But those are just fantasies, my love. We may both like that idea, but a few moments of pleasure are not worth the consequences of doing such a thing. I would never compromise your goals and ambitions. I know you’d regret doing that as soon as it was over."

Naeku looked at the sincerity in his eyes and relaxed. She still had some things to deal with on a personal level, but she felt safe with him, more than anything else.

"I love you," he told her warmly after a moment of silence.

"I love you, too," Naeku muttered softly.

Then, suddenly, a teasing grin sparked on Naeku’s lips as she lifted her hips. "Maybe we don’t want to fulfil all our fantasies, but we can at least think about them while we do it..."

It was another hour before Erik and Naeku fell asleep inside Erik’s dimension.